Fangirl

I feel someone's hand on my arm, that was covered in the black cloth of my jacket. It turns out a tour bus gets way colder over night than you'd think. I flutter my eyes open, half expecting my mother to tell me I was just dreaming about all of this. I wrinkle my eyebrows at Max, who was sitting next to me, violently shaking my arm.

"What the fuck do you want?" I say in my irritable, raspy voice.

I hear Ashtons chuckle from the couch across from me. Oops. "Okay, she's not a morning person." He glances at me again before texting so someone.

"S-Sorry." I stutter in embarrassment, and turn my hand to glare at the smiling Max. Calum comes walking out, and her head turns to him in happiness. I notice behind him, is a girl fixing her shirt. She follows him, biting her lip as she looks at him. I frown and look over at Max, who has her smile a little faded. Poor Max. I can't believe she doesn't care? Or she's acting like she doesn't.

"Bye, Calum." The girl blushes as they stop at the door of the bus. Ashton isn't affected by this at all, he's casually looking at his phone like nothing is wrong here. Instead of answering her, Calum leans down to kiss her slowly. Max shifts awkwardly in her seat. I can't believe he's kissing this girl RIGHT in front of her. Or at all, really! The little kiss that was happening, she escalated into a make out session, sliding her tongue into his mouth and putting her arms on his shoulders like no one else is even watching this. Max looks down uncomfortably and starts pretending to be busy with her nails. The real Max couldn't care less about her nails. Calum's hand moves down to slowly grab her ass; while Max turns to me to make it look like this is okay. What is she doing? I know ive never seen her in a relationship, so maybe this really is just her, but this isnt okay and she knows it deep down.

"Um, so Riley how'd you sleep?" She asks, plastering on a fake smile.

"F-Fine." I say, mainly focused on the situation behind her. She gives me a look as to say 'please stop staring, you're making it worse' so I stop and look at Ashton instead. He's wearing the usual 5sos black jeans and boots, with a fedora, and tan shirt. When the girl finally leaves, I kinda just look at Calum as he sits next to Max like that didn't just happen. If that happened to me, I'd shove him away, but she just smiles at him and climbs onto his lap and kisses him. Ugh.

MAX'S POINT OF VIEW

I can still taste the cherry lipgloss of that girl on his lips. After I pull away, I bite my lip and look down.

"Are you okay?" He says to me in a sweet, quiet voice. I look back into his pretty brown eyes and nod.

"Yeah, of course. I'm with you." I smile.

RILEY'S POINT OF VIEW

"So um, wheres Luke and Michael?" Wait, should I ask that? Is that to personal?

Ashton looks up at me from his iPhone, "Michael is talking to Zoey and Luke is still sleeping."

"Who's Zoey?" Max asks as Calum plays with a strand of her mostly brown hair.

"Their assistant." I answer without thinking. Calum and Ashton look over at me in amusement.

"What she said." Ashton nods, smiling. "Can someone go wake up Luke? He was supposed to be up an hour ago." Max glances at me, and I immediately know she's going to make me do it. She looks for something to occupy her so I'll have do it, and then lies herself on the couch. I roll my eyes, which was called for because right after, she pulls Calum on top of her to kiss her. Ash raises his eyebrows at them, "I guess that leaves you then." He giggles at me. I huff and march over to Luke's bunk. I open the purple curtain, revealing a very cuddly looking Luke. I smile.

His lips are parted slightly, his hair all fucked up, a piece sticking to his forehead. His skin looks softer than usual, and when I look down my face turns pink. Not only is he only in boxers, but he's hugging a huge stuffed penguin to his chest. I bite my lip trying to stop myself from fangirling like a crazy person. God I could so easily kiss him right now. I bet he's kissed a lot of girls. I haven't even had my first kiss. I mean I've dated a couple people but it was never kiss worthy. I bet he isn't even a virgin. He probably kisses girls everyday, like Calum. I imagine him kissing me, and I start feeling funny downstairs. I bite my lip harder, looking at him with that image running through my mind. Then, reality butts in.

Luke will never kiss me. He's not even out my league, he's out of everyone's league. I don't deserve Luke, and he mostly certainly doesn't deserve me. He's to good for me. What am I? Hm? Just some boring girl who sits in her room, doing nothing with her life. I always go to school, I don't drink, I don't do anything. Why would he possibly want to kiss a girl like me? I'm just... I'm just his fangirl. I'm not exciting, I'm not super smart, or gorgeous, or special. I'm worthless to him. He'll never kiss me, Riley.

I take a deep breath and shut my eyes. I open them a second later and put my hand on Luke's arm, sending shivers down my spine, "Luke." I say quietly. He doesn't reply. I say it again and he mumbles something i couldn't understand.

LUKE'S POINT OF VIEW

"I love you too Riley." I mumble.

RILEY'S POINT OF VIEW

I say his name again, and he opens his eyes. When he sees me he flinches, harder than he should have.

"Uh- S-Sorry, Ashton wa-wanted me to wake you up." I stutter nervously.

He just looks at me, "Oh. Um. Okay. Yeah it's okay." He nods. I awkwardly decide FINGER GUNS would be a good idea, and walk away. What is wrong with me?

"Luuukkeeeyyyyyy!" I hear someone say in a fucking nauseating voice. A blonde girl comes running onto the bus, past me and over to the tired Luke, who's now sitting up with a black shirt on. She wraps her arms around him and kisses his soft lips with all the excitement she has. Which is a lot. He pushes her away from him, and then I get a better look at her. Amy.

"Amy, we aren't even fucking d-" He glances at me briefly.

LUKES POV

Damn it, she's still a fan.. I can't tell her I'm single.

"Um, nevermind." I smile. Riley looks at me and I swear she looked sad, and then walks back to the front of the bus. Dammit.

RILEY'S POINT OF VIEW

"Okay guys, breakfast?" Michael asks, hoping onto the bus. Everyone leaves, besides me. Every since I got here, I refuse to eat. I have anxiety about EVERYTHING. I can't eat infront of normal people, let alone my heroes. Amy's the last one off the bus, and I felt the need to tell her how lucky she is, but I don't.

When the bus door shuts, I sigh, and sit down half way on the table. This entire thing has been one panic attack after another. Luke comes out, buttoning his pants, and my eyes widen a little. He looks up and sees me, flinching shortly after, "Oh my God- I thought you left." He says, his eyes widened a lot more than mine.

"Y-Yeah I thought you left too."

He shoots finger guns at me just as awkwardly as I did earlier. I laugh in embarrassment for my former decision. He just looks at me for a minute.

"What?" I smile purely out of nerves.

He starts walking towards me, "So, why didn't you go with them?" Luke asks curiously in that adorable accent. The closer he gets the more nervous I become. And he knows that.

I shrug, "Not hungry I guess."

"You haven't been hungry the whole time you've been here." He says gently, getting closer.

"W-Well you never go out to eat either." I point out.

"Yeah, but that's because," His hands find the back of my thighs and he sits me onto the table, my heart is pounding a million times a second, "I'd rather be with you." He whispers into my ear. I bite my lip.. As Tumblr would say it, this escalated quickly. His hands are rested on my hips, his thumb rubbing circles on the skin under my shirt. Am I dreaming? Is this actually happening to me?

"W-Why would you..." I trail.

He head is now hovering above the crook of my neck, breathing hot air. "Hmm?" He hums. Luke's lips lightly brush over my ear, and in that moment, I know I've never wanted something more than him. I don't bother finishing my sentence, when his lips press against my jaw. At the same time though, the door swings open and Luke's lips leave my skin.

"Sorry, I forgot my wal-" Michaels eyes land on us, my face a deep shade of pink. "Oh." He looks at Luke, raising an eyebrow.

MICHAEL'S POV

Are you kidding me? I'm gone ten minutes and they almost hook up on the table? That's where I eat, that shithead! A light dings in my head.

"Luke what about Amy?" I ask. I know it's a douchy move, but I'm not letting him take Riley fro me, I've hardly even spoken to her yet! He hangs his head low, and steps away from Riley.

"Right... I'm sorry." He says quietly. She doesn't say anything, she just stares at him.

RILEY'S POINT OF VIEW

So... He's just like Calum too then...

Notes

:( so close ;(((
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-BeautifulHood